Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 47 Duel Rules [Ask for a vote! 】

At this moment, Eleanor Sheldon, the Shadow Man, seemed to see the figure of the insolent girl who had been in a bloody battle for half a day, was covered in wounds, and still leaned on her sword and shouted "Ten more".

"Knights are really idiots." He couldn't help cursing secretly, but he was still anxious about this task in his heart——

He is not aimless, as he said before, both he and the group of soldiers of the Flying Dragon Legion who appeared here were ordered by Grand Duke Shuangxue to come here.

He didn't know how many times he cursed the sorcerer who appeared out of nowhere in his heart. Not only did he communicate with the dwarf first, but he also forced him to advance his plan.

He was even cheated of a skill by that Ivor for nothing.Although a skill is irrelevant to him, this inexplicable sense of loss makes him very unhappy.

etc--

Sheldon suddenly realized that this foolish knight who seemed to be full of glory was much more cunning than the guys he knew well, gagging, telling stories, and being eccentric all seemed to be his unique skills!
Words like justice and glory have nothing to do with him!
What the hell is he trying to put on now?

For a moment, Sheldon felt cold sweat on his back. When he looked at Cyril again, thinking of the look in Cyril's eyes before, he always felt that the other party was staring at him with a half-smile, and he couldn't help but start to feel apprehensive :
This kid, isn't he planning to play tricks on me again?

But Cyril was indeed looking at Sheldon at the moment, and only glanced at the movements of the Dragon Legion soldier from the corner of his eye.

Wyvern Legion, Eleanor Sheldon the Shadow.

They are all members of Grand Duke Frost and Snow.

"Sister Mia, who is Grand Duke Shuangxue?"

Caroline shrank behind Mia, poked her head out from the gap between the sleeves of the latter's drooping mage robe and her waist, and asked with her head raised.

"Hush, keep your voice down." Mia stretched out her hand and patted Caroline's forehead lightly, "Duke Frost Snow is the uncle of the current king, the Duke who guards the northern border."

While they were talking, information related to Grand Duke Frost and Snow also appeared in Cyril's mind: Jenris Herman, the younger brother of the former king Ryan Herman, and the current king of La Rochelle, Kelson Herr Man's uncle.

In 1415, the former king died, and the 20-year-old Kelsen Herman came to the throne, and awarded the title of Grand Duke Janlis Frost Snow, and ordered him to guard the northern border.

In the game, players have the option to join the Legion under Lord Frost and Snow, but because Grand Duke Frost and Snow basically maintains an attitude of avoiding war, the player has very little oil and water, and is rated as "one of the most deceitful forces".

Such a conservative Grand Duke Shuangxue actually sent someone to appear near the Tower of the North Wind on the outskirts of Northern Xinjiang at this moment, which is indeed worth pondering.

Cyril withdrew his gaze from Sheldon, he didn't care about the other party's motives for deceiving him and bringing Caroline and Mia here, and what is the purpose of Grand Duke Frost Snow, it is impossible to learn from Sheldon Ask for news.

Only the warrior leader, who doesn't seem to be able to use his brain very well, has any hope of knocking out some information.

The soldiers of this group of Flying Dragon Legion are very obvious direct descendants of Grand Duke Frost and Snow—most of them have dark skin, which is the skin color of people who lived in the farther west of the southwest swamp, on the edge of the desert.And when the leading warrior turned his head, he could faintly see the scale-like luster on his neck.

These are the hallmarks of the lizardmen southwest of La Rochelle.Their limbs are extremely powerful, and it is said that their blood vessels contain extremely thin dragon blood, and their torso will be covered with thin scales during battle and anger, which is consistent with the performance of the warrior captain.

Of course, compared to their commendable physical strength, their IQ is really a bit unbearable to look directly at.

Only Grand Duke Frost and Snow signed a treaty with the foreign races in the southwest region, and every year, a steady stream of southwestern foreign races joined the Feilong Legion and became one of the fighters.

He watched the warrior fiercely draw out the sword that had just been unsheathed, and strode towards him, as if he wanted to tear himself apart in the next second, and stretched out a hand:

"stop!"

The soldier was stunned for a moment, and then he really stopped, but the sword in his hand was gripped a little tighter, and then he shouted in a rough voice: "Now there is no chance for you to regret it, boy! "

"Regret? Regret what?" Cyril sneered, "People from the Flying Dragon Legion don't even know the duel etiquette?"

Holding his sword, he impatiently tapped the warrior twice in the air: "First you have to report your name and your affiliation, and then we will set the rules for this duel and the punishment for the loser. This is the proper process of a duel."

The soldier's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, he opened his mouth for a long time, and finally asked stammeringly: "You, what you said is true?"

"Nonsense, if it wasn't for your rude words and insulting the knight order I belong to first, I would not be happy to play these time-wasting things with you, delaying the mission of the Grand Duke, and it would be bad for you and me."

Cyril spoke extremely fast and seemed really anxious.There seemed to be some doubts in the soldier's eyes, but Cyril used the name of Grand Duke Shuangxue to urge him, which made it difficult for him to ask more questions.

So he hesitated for a while, and finally said honestly: "I am Acheson, the sub-captain of the Ground Lizard Army of the Flying Dragon Legion, you..."

He was about to ask about Cyril's identity, but the other party snatched him up before saying:
"Okay, if we compete without reservation, you and I are equal in strength. I don't know how long the fight will last. Neither of us can afford the accountability of Grand Duke Shuangxue. We are only competing in swordsmanship this time—why not? Brave half-lizards don't dare to compete with humans in swordsmanship, do they?"

Cyril still maintained that extremely fast speech rate, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Fortunately, the person in front of him was a not-so-intelligent half-lizard man. The first name to take the lead.

Of course, if the opponent wasn't a half-lizard, he wouldn't have proposed a duel so recklessly.

"Swordsmanship?" Acheson rolled his eyes, and his pupils had turned into vertical pupils like snakes. "We lizardmen never fear any challenge. Our swordsmanship is as violent as flying stones in the desert. As strong as the fall of the swamp, there's no way you..."

"Then the last point, about punishment--everyone is doing things for Grand Duke Frost and Snow, and I don't ask you to do more. If you lose, just shout three times 'Dragon Legion is not as good as Silver Blade Knights', and then completely obey How about one day for me and vice versa?"

This proposal was obviously very much in line with Acheson's thoughts. He grinned, revealing his sharp teeth:
"I'll make you kneel in front of me and shout that the Knights of the Silver Blade all day are trash."

And the young man in front of him shook the sword in his hand indifferently:
"As long as you can beat me in swordsmanship."

After Cyril finished speaking, he glanced at Sheldon again, seeing that the other party's eyes were gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He withdrew his gaze, stared at the sword in Acheson's hand that was a few grades wider than his own, and then stepped forward.

In an instant, there was a silver light.

　I forgot to set the timer for work, and I just came now.

　　I always feel that the writing of these two chapters is not quite right, emmmm is too weird.

　　Continue to ask for some points in this chapter. Only with feedback can there be a corrected direction poi.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)